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I was living in a small house
Abandoned by strangers
Counted days from the fallout
But I didn't have to speak
And I didn't have to think
Though I

Placed it seems in a dream
I hide in a house obscured by trees
And we meet, I don't know you and you don't know me
But I swear to God that you look

would have too, if you'd been there; it was a figure I'd glimpsed in a car park as a child; an expression crossing the face of a stranger late one night

days like the last crusade
Floatin' on these oceans of life
In my one room ark
With hopes to make back by dark
I'm so Prichard but keep a slight grin

my face
But it's in my heart that's where it's taking place
And I couldn't stand to let it go to waste
Can you...

Oh love, sweet blue love
No

CHORUS
Together apart, Married Alone 
It’s hell on the heart
Lying in the dark trying not letcha hear my tears fall through the phone 
This house is

I want heaven on earth, a home by the ocean
A house in a field with the marigolds growing
I wanna wear lace, I wanna wear white
And ripped blue

I was on the way to where my friends go
Through the houses and glowing street lights
Echoes of the woods in dark blue 
A meeting place for just those

Want to tell you a story
About the house-man blues
I come home one Friday
Had to tell the landlady I'da lost my job
She said that don't confront

My baby sleeps in blue 

Warm and naked pale and pretty 

I feel the seventh wave 

Of the ocean in the motion 

I feel a brand new sickness 

Coming

and claimed
The blue sky and all it's light 
I will be there by your side

I will hold you in my arms
from the waves that wrecked your house
from the floods

and think he's the one
When I know what I wanted is over
Body to body but it feels there's nobody
Just shots down the drown, alcohol in my veins
Think I need

closed in
I tried to turn the lights on
But the lights seem to be broken
Hello, welcome to my house
You think my house is creepy?
It is indeed, the walls

Tough People Do

Trace Adkins

Tough People Do

2012

a bunch of empty houses in every town
Well, I'd interrupt that program with a little headline of my own
This just in from the old red, white and blue

slow
Something new
Yeah, yeah

Going to the hill, where the monsters live
Dollar bill hill, in my dreams where I thought of it
Follow that stream, it'll

or love me nigga theres no in between
Oppressed by my ops genocide within my race
Id be mad too if i were you baby nigga all these blue faces

This ones for

growth, Time is borrowed
Time is spent together, Milli
No Bobby Brown but right now things are feeling strange
Though I can't really say I'm a stranger

Testify

Talib Kweli

Time Is Money

2006

the struggle from Mr. Wallace to Mr. Shakur 
That's why I stay influenced to "Kick in the Door" 
Bring the White House dudes around the blacks that's poor

ourselves detained in anchor shackles
Side by side we stand In the face of danger
Find our place in the world, standing up for strangers
Hands up who's there

We are strangers now lately
It’s time for pass to let it go

I smell pine needles and tangerines
My heart beats faster at the sight of light
There’s

THERE'S A BIG BLUE WATER TOWER A CHURCH AND A HARDWARE STORE A COUPLE OLD MEN PLAYIN CHECKERS, SITTIN BY THE DOOR  IT'S MY FIRST TIME DOWN THIS

to say?

I was flying on a redeye
My hand dropped to the aisle
I could see myself clearly for the first time in a while
There was nothing but lines

your journey, dear
We are stranger roaming in the line of Time
Brace your strengths and plan the course, my dear
Wherever you point the trident, there

like you're not
Wish you where here, happy and grown
I'm in my
I'm in my house, watching TV
There's no one here to laugh with me
Are there empty beds?